My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations

The rants and ravings of a not so interesting, grossly optimistic Canadian lady teenager who has delusions of her popularity and relevance, as seen by her usage of the third person. My name is Eva and I like pretty pictures and hate heinous fuckery one of those radical feminists I enjoy things like
Music, Art, New York City, Stars, Snow, Summertime, Birds, Boats, The Sea, St. Patrick's Day, Getting up to shenagins, London, Writing, Reading, Being warm, Baby animals, Fashion, Boston and lots more.